Romeo Lacoste Tattoo Novels & Stories

"I don't remember this place looking so unkempt." Logan walked over to the desk and rested on it, turning to face them. "Alright, enough gaping. This isn't the most terrible room you have ever seen." He waited until they had looked around enough, then started. "I have already told Casper about this Louve, so it's you that should listen to me. There has been some updates about the recent happenings." Louve looked from her cousin to Casper and back. "What updates?" She asked. "So when we captured the rogue wolf, we found this tattoo on his shoulder. It's shaped as a crescent in a circle. That tattoo really stood out to me as I had never seen anything like it before. It was a simple tattoo, yet

Without leaving Romeo's insides, and without removing his fangs from Romeo's cold flesh, Julius closes his eyes and rest, feeling Romeo's body relax, and descend from the depths of the stratosphere, where the entire act had taken place. When Julius's cock slides out of him, he uncrosses his legs and drops them on the bed, completely exhausted. Julius slowly removes his fangs, licks the wound to stop it from bleeding, and heals faster, but a mark is already forming on Romeo's neck that shows the world to whom he belongs. A magnificent black wolf at the feet of a silhouette of a man with long hair blowing in the wind. Romeo smiles at the mark, which only he sees, for now. But he gets a big sur

The tattooed man inquires of Liam. "Hey, we're going to the hotel, I have something to do," Liam says softly as he nods and walks over to Michel. "I'm ready to go," Michel adds with a nod. Michel and Liam depart the area as they step inside the car and return to the hotel after Liam and the tattooed guy drank a few lemon juices. "This is a sharp pointed sunflower patterned diamond that took Mrs.Terrie a month to produce this appealing." Rose is told by the lady.

It was now three in the morning, and the two of them stayed up in Michael’s room with both of them in their pajamas. Alba asked Michael to recheck his tattoo, and as he took off his shirt, his red crescent tattoo about two inches by two inches big was shown. He had a great body, but no matter how hard Alba tried, she could only see the man as a brother, and for that, she was very thankful. As they both looked closer, the tattoo on Michael’s chest was obviously the same as the one on the body of the dead man. The tattoo was just a crescent moon, but what made it special was the word LUNA written inside the moon in a specific way that made it look like swirls. It was an intricate design, since

I smiled turning to face him again while he looked down at me, as though he was studying my face slightly but as my eyes drifted to his very bare chest, the mark that sat on his shoulder with my initials looked back at me. The mark was similar to the ones I’d seen before but also, held many defining characteristics that set it apart. As like most, the mark sat in what appeared to be a tattoo type style, a wolf which appeared to look like mine stood in the centre, swirls around her body forming the circle. Normally, sat underneath the image of your mates wolf would be their initials and the date of marking, but sat underneath Leo’s was what appeared to be crests of some sort, a crown in the c

Inscribed across his biceps was a black shield bearing the image of an ivory two-headed eagle hovering over five yellow circles that are in the shape of an inverted V. Danica placed her clothes on the footstool at the end of the bed and raised her hand to touch his arm, glancing at Lorenzo for permission. *********** *LORENZO* I held my breath as she traced the outline of my tattoo, her finger skirting across my skin, her light touch echoing through my body, toward my groin, and I suppressed a groan. “Did it hurt?” I grimaced. “I could endure the pain. Are you interested in getting one?”

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

She had a silver moon on her forehead, as the signature of being the honor of the Alpha. I went towards her and she sat on the ground. I raised my hand to touch her scar and she did the same with her paw. I caressed her silver fur where her scar was and she did the same to me. "You are the most gorgeous wolf I have ever seen in my life. What's your name?" I said as I touched her fur. She leaned over and licked my scar to show her love to me. I went closer to her and both hugged each other. "I am Aura. And I am beautiful because you are beautiful too." She said and we both stayed like this for a while. When I opened my eyes again, we had switched places.

The Luna Trials. An ancient tradition most packs left in the past. A test of strength, leadership, endurance—and loyalty. A public search for a Luna. A mate. Lucian's jaw tightened as he continued. “Every she-wolf of age, ranked or not, is eligible to compete. This isn’t about politics or bloodlines. It’s about strength and stability.” Another elder unrolled the scroll beside him and pinned it to the wall. Names would be signed there—voluntarily. Voluntarily. That was the lie we all agreed to pretend was true.

The vehicle had a sticker of the Casa Roma logo and a not for rent statement on the lower door frame. “Thanks Lio,” Ethan greeted as soon as they get on the car. The driver, Lio, was one of the most loyal worker of the Roma Family. For him serving the Roma was a privilege. He is already 53 and had already been Darrem's butler when the kid was just 7. Lio just nodded and watch the new faces on the head mirror. He stared at the lady on the glasses, and find her frame familiar, but didn't said anything about it.